When we moved into this place in 1977, it had a chicken coop at the top of the rise out back. It was small about the size of this building on the left. We never had any rooster cock-a-doddle-doing or chickens passing on eggs for that matter. Until the roof caved in, I used it to store my wheelbarrow and garden equipment. It also served a useful purpose as a backdrop for some family portraits, but that's about it. I knocked it down a few years later to expand our small garden, and to this day this section remains the most fertile area around. Yes, I've got our garden on my mind these days, even as I wait for all the snow to vanish. Took a walk up back to check on out outbuilding the other afternoon. Both have survived another winter well. Getting a bit anxious to turn some soil. And that no chicken sh%t.